The patriarch of Rong tribe cursed a few words, and he had already listed Xiao Ling as the first killing list in his heart.

After all, a city of his Rong tribe was cracked by this man's sword, killing hundreds of thousands of people in the tribe.

call!

Taking a deep breath, the patriarch of the Rong clan was not blinded by anger, and he quickly calmed down.

Now, it is no longer suitable to continue chasing this person.

You have to return to your ancestral land.

Because, there is not much time left, there may be a next group of outsiders to compete for the inheritance of their masters.

The patriarch of the Rong clan was immersed in water, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to the years that had been countless years ago.

Two million years ago, the He Rong Clan lived in another very small original world, and the He Rong Tian only had the highest cultivation level in the Dao Realm, and the He Rong Clan was just a very small race.

And the world he lives in has reached the end of the era and is about to bring great destruction.

He and his race are about to die and disappear in the long river of history.

But suddenly one day, a supreme power broke into the world where he was.
Chapter completed!